Yeah, yea
This [bad word] sound like..
one two o'clock in the mornin with the full moon out
Niggaz in they [bad word] creepin
With a fresh box of ecstasy pills for these [bad word] 

[Verse One]
Yeah, team select, please collect, G's connect
Thieves [bad word] direct the trees to the SmokeFest
Wanna take a toke? YES! The newest zone I'm in
I'm like Smithsonian [bad word]  [bad word] it call me Napoleon
Wave the torch, cut the head off the Leviathan
The terminology I'm rhymin in cause a frenzy up in Ireland
Hit ya, I'm gon get ya
And drop the bomb scripture at your barmitzvah
Yo, map [bad word] out, blast through the speakers
With a wifebeater on, Bushe below, a new pair of sneakers
Street niggaz hang on the sidewalk, that's where I learned my fly talk
 [bad word]  and how to skywalk
Moderatin how we establish the whole conglomerate
The way we honor it, you'll never conquer it
See how we wreck, has a global effect, on even Polish people
Young and restless down to the old and feeble
Peep them, Czechoslovakian to Yugoslavian niggaz
Be all into my bounce so don't be botherin niggaz
So NOW you should feel the whole cathedralish bounce
Put one in your stomach leave you in a fetalish crouch, [bad word] 
My vernacular is spectacular
Strategic plans'll have you lookin wacker than a postal office massacre
Is that so? Make moves just like a fatso
Bounce in a minivan Astro after my gat BLOW!

 [bad word] 
Aiyyo, get up, get up, get dough (get dough [bad word] 
Roll up, light up, and smoke that 'dro (smoke 'dro now)
 [bad word] shake yo' hips and bounce real slow
Niggaz rep yo' hood, I'm with that --
All my nig-gaz (all my niggaz) if you with me (if you with me)
Yeah I see you (yeah) HOL-LA
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(Throw yo' guns in the [bad word] air, c'mon!)
All my [bad word] es, if you're with me (yeah all my [bad word] where you at now)
Yeah I see you (you know I see y'all) HOL-LA

[Verse Two]
Yeah, my whole entire mindstate deeper
than astronomy and mathematics like Galileo
Smash you niggaz like mashed potato
Back when niggaz used to rock Ballys and Clarks
I used to watch, little niggaz shouldn't hustle nickel crack in the park
Barrels spray the brighter flame in the dark
Blood spill stain on the street, that's how niggaz be leavin they mark
 [bad word] with diplomats who love Bailey's
Monopolize and quickly get other money [bad word] with Israelis
So solid how we be symbolic
to a handful of niggaz that be all schemin on the same wallet
Them type niggaz that be conspirin and kidnappin
 [bad word] happens! Gun clap for you in a GIFT wrappin
You should follow how the style switch up
Like a group of religious niggaz schemin to kill they arch-bishop
You big [bad word] [bad word] actin all hard
Call me atheist, because I don't believe in you God
It's like a grand feast celebratin the bounce of the century
I tote the recipe quick for any type of discrepancy
Busta Rhymes the great renaissance artist and architect
Like how a Filippo [bad word] portrait is so hard to get
We got the obscure [bad word] for the street
Nevertheless we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat
Yo, we got the obscure [bad word] for the street
Nevertheless we split your head and your chest, now rock to the beat

 [bad word] w/ slightly different (ad libs)]

[Busta Rhymes]
Holla at me now, c'mon!
Yeah.. Busta Rhymes, cookin up a little brown stew chicken
Dr. Dre niggaz, yea